British Beatitudes! ... Beer, beef, business, bibles, bulldogs, battleships, buggery and bishops.

People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.

Shut your eyes and see.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.

Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.

The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.

All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.

He uses the nice old words so rich in tradition to be sure I know he means it.

Evidence is the debris of a careless mind.

Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter.

As I see it every single day you do one in every of two issues: construct well being or produce illness in your self.

If you hung him for being a good singer, you'd be hanging an innocent man!

In order to be happy, think of the ills you have been spared.

The Stones in a club is still the ultimate rush.

I think music follows the trends of the collective conscious.

Cuz if I don't say I'm the best, tell me who the hell will.

Luckily I have a brother who looks after my administration and my money, because I'm a total spendthrift.